Her Stages In A Relationship (On Going)

Prologue

10/07/18

The day has come that were are
going to move In to our new house In a another city.

As I was packing my stuff excitedly I can't think of anything but my plans on how I am going to decorate my own room. Since I'm already 19 years old Mom and Dad decided that I am going to have my own room.

"Finally I can have my own privacy." I said to myself happily.

"Samantha! we are going to leave In 30 minutes, make sure you pack everything Important to you."

Mom shouted from the other room as she was also busy from packing both of her's and dad's.

something Important..

I keep on thinking of that words.

As I gazed on the other side of the room where my sister's side were It gave me an Idea.

"Mom can I take some of Amelia's stuff that I can bring to our new home?"

She stopped on her movements and faced me. She smiled and I can see the sadness rushing through her eyes.

"Yes dear.. That would be a wonderful Idea."

"Thanks Mom. I just missed her so much. I felt so lonely without her ." 
I hugged her tightly.

"I want to grab something from hers that I can put It In my room so that I won't feel lonely without her beside me." I suggested

"But you said you hate It by the time you knew that you are going to share a room with your sister?"

Yes that's true, It was really frustrating that I was going to share a room with her. Many years has passed I began to love having a roommate.

I have so many memories with her, like If we want to do something for a long time. We do It together.

"Nah, I've just realized how lonely I am without her. Especially In our new home and In a new city with no memories with her." I forced a smile.

"Well you should find something from her. Look Into those boxes under her bed. I remember those while I'm cleaning her stuff."

It's been a 3 months since I lost my sister. Amelia Watsons. My little sister. We broke down Into pieces when we heard about Amelia's situation. Unluckily she was announced dead on arrival at the hospital.

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As I pulled one of the boxes and began to search for something that I can bring. I noticed something at the bottom of the box.

It seemed like an old book. I remembered she would carry It with her all the time. Everytime I asked her what was It she just says that It's her diary so that she can write and remember the moments happened In her life.

I've decided that I to bring this.

As I flipped though the pages not a single paper left blanked.

"Wow she really loves writing." I mumbled to myself and continued scanning though the pages.

I noticed that at the first page there was a writing 'My Stages In A Relationship.'

I let out a chuckle. "Since when did my sister fell inlove? I know that she Isn't that kind of person to do relationships."

I was about to read the next page of the book but suddenly Mom called me.

"Samantha let's go now! Dad's waiting for us outside!" Mom shouted from the living room.

"Be there In a sec!" I stood up and grabbed my bags. Before I left the room, took a moment to look back and smiled. before I closed the door.

"So what did you grab from your sister's?" Mom asked as she carried her bags.

"It's just a of her book of her's she'd always carried around."

Mom widened her eyes as she saw the book. She must have rememberd something.

She let out a half smile.

"I remember that the police handed this to us. They said she was hugging this book In her chest while lying on the ground after she lost her life." She slowly hold my hand.

"So you better must take good care of this book. It must be very Important from your sister."

"Of course I will."

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After loading the trunk of the car with our bags I sitted on the back while Mom Is In the front beside Dad.

As we drove away I watched the house going far till It's lost of sight.

I flipped the pages of the book and began reading It peacefully.

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